take care of yourself

The distance of a hundred miles corresponds to one step away for a sword cultivator who is already flying fast, and it is probably even more so for a cultivator who has successfully survived the thunder tribulation. Supernatural powers, if he turns into a thunderbolt like he just faced the lightning, he might have disappeared hundreds of miles away because Ke Li is still preparing for his fatal blow.

Ying Yao couldn't judge whether Ke Li said that Baili Nei Cai "had his own power" was true, but at this moment he realized that he had implicated innocent people's lives because of his own anger, and felt guilty and uneasy, which made his heart shake. Maybe he would kill Zhuo Yuanshan again as originally expected, and fight with his life again, so he thought for a while and gave Ke Li an affirmative answer.

"I'm sure," Ying Yao said, "Senior, please take him out of this world."

He vaguely understood what Zhuo Yuanshan's Dao heart had become at this time, and he knew that he would not refuse the opportunity to "ascend" the fairy world when all the ascension roads were cut off. As Ke Li's entourage, what would happen after ascending to the Immortal Realm was nothing to do with him.

Ke Li seemed to know what he was weighing in his heart, and said: "It's really not easy for him to take him up like this, but there is nothing else in the fairy world, just a little good, and it's hard to die. And after I leave this time, at least 3000 years It is impossible to open a second passage to the lower realm, if you don't ascend, you will never be able to get involved with him again, can you rest assured?"

Ying Yao thanked him for his explanation, Jiusujian was silent for a while, and muttered a little lowly: "I still want to know what the fairyland looks like."

"I'm curious too," Ying Yao answered in a low voice, "but..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by intense thunder, Ying Yao stopped speaking, and looked up at the thunder cloud that had expanded again.

Not long after Zhuo Yuanshan turned back into a white wolf, the thundercloud rolled again, and the dark cloud covered its snow-white fur, casting fine shadows on it, making the hair look particularly beautiful when it trembled in the sea breeze. He still looked up at the thundercloud , the wolf's eyes were calm and devoid of emotion, only reflecting the glimmer of Thunder when it was charging, looking cold and beautiful.

Jiusujian followed him to look over, and after a while, let out a yearning moan from the slightly trembling sword body, then angrily jumped on Yingyao's back and rolled twice, pretending to have passed the wolf by himself.

The Flying Cultivator who accompanied them to watch the Transcendence Tribulation might be too bored, so he talked to Ying Yao again: "Currently, there is a established pattern for cultivating the ruthless way. Few monks practice the ancient method, and you probably have never met one. But You can guess, what can be truly ruthless?"

Ying Yao knew a monk who practiced the ruthless way according to the ancient method, but he had never dealt with him before. He pondered for a while and shook his head honestly.

Ke Li said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are treated as dogs. Heaven and earth can treat all people equally, so they are selfless, but humans cannot, so people cannot practice the way of ruthlessness. All living creatures with spirits cannot practice the way of ruthlessness."

He paused for a moment, and said in shock: "The ruthless way of today's method should be called the way of forgetting emotion and the way of cutting emotion."

Ying Yao can roughly understand what he meant, and if he remembers correctly, the source of the practice of the Ruthless Dao in the present method is the Tongtian Realm, which must be related to Ke Li. For a while, he didn't understand what Ke Li said to him. The intention was that He Hu, who had been huddled by the side and listened to their conversation in silence, had enlightenment in his eyes.

"That's why monks who practice the ruthless way according to the current method cannot step into the catastrophe," He Hu took over the words cautiously, "because their cognition of the great way does not match what they do, and the practice of the ruthless way in the present method was in the early days. The advantages are quite obvious, so the more monks who devote themselves to the practice of this method, the fewer monks who step on the path of transforming gods, and there will be no new tribulations. The seniors have changed the pattern of the cultivation world without bloodshed, and the younger generation admires it."

He Hu bowed deeply to Ke Li, and said again: "It's just that the younger generation doesn't understand one thing. The practice of forgetting love and cutting love has been practiced since ancient times. How did the seniors confuse the public and let many monks practice this? This is the ruthless way of the present law. Are you convinced of all?"

The answer to this question was answered by Ke Li, who smiled and said succinctly: "The monks in ancient times used humans to practice Taoism. As long as this practice can be used by humans, no matter what kind of Taoism they can practice."

On the other hand, today's monks first determine what kind of Tao they are practicing, and then modify themselves to fit the Tao they are practicing. Once the Taoism is determined, they rarely change, and they are attracted by the huge advantages of the cultivation method slightly modified by Ke Li. , When the practice reaches the later stage, if you want to change your Dao heart, you must bear the risk of becoming a demon, and no monk dares to take the risk.

It took He Hu a while to understand what Ke Li meant. He turned his head and exchanged a glance with Ying Yao. Then he thought of the rare sentimental monks in the past thousand years, and couldn't help but smiled wryly.

But he didn't ask Ke Li whether there was his handwriting in it. He stepped back a little silently and returned to his corner. When it came to Lei Jie, he didn't notice his small movements.

This time, the White Wolf Primordial Spirit did not turn into a thunderbolt and rush into the thundercloud. He stood motionless on the surface of the sea and let the thunderbolt submerge his body. The wolf meatloaf, the white wolf sank into the sea without any resistance, the split flesh was immersed in the sea water, and a small piece of bloody water fainted.

The white wolf didn't struggle, he endured the pain, and tried to recall the feeling of the first wave of thunder when he transformed into heaven and earth. After a while, the thunder that was raging in the sea water and his body was calmed down by him, and he approached him as his partner. The wolf soul absorbed the thunder, and the split flesh healed again, stepping on the water and floating to the surface of the sea.

"A mountain is a mountain, a mountain is not a mountain, a mountain is still a mountain..." he murmured, "but who is looking at the mountain?"

Before the white wolf could figure out the answer to this question, the fifth thunderbolt had already followed. He stood up from the sea with difficulty, pulled out his two front paws out of the water with weird movements, kicked his hind legs on the sea and jumped high. He got up, swallowed the thunder in the shape of a white wolf, flew into the thunder cloud again and caught the sixth thunder.

It seems that there is no need to look at the ending of Lei Jie. Ke Li turned his attention back to He Hu: "You have great luck," he said to He Hu. , I was curious for a while, and couldn't help but grab you to take a closer look, so I owe you a cause and effect. I have two things on my body that can offset this cause and effect, and you can choose one."

He took out an incomplete training experience and a simple software scabbard, and said: "This experience is a casual book I received before leaving the fairy world. It is about the way of 'happy'. It seems to relieve boredom. This scabbard is It can be used to raise sword spirits from a trial cave, because soft swords are rarely used in sword cultivation, and they have not been sold, so it is cheaper for you. Come and choose."

He Hu was a little dazed by his "big luck". He looked down at the two items Ke Li took out amidst the deafening thunder, and said blankly, "What?"

His Wen Yujian fell into confusion with him, and then the sword spirit flew into his sea of ​​consciousness, coiled a ring around He Hu's ear, pulled his ear and said, "I want to learn!"

He Hu said at the same time as it: "Scabbard, ouch, my ears hurt!"

As a soft sword, Wen Yujian has a special refining material, which can change its size, and the sword spirit is even more flexible, making it "happy." Dao Jianxiu squeaked and refused to change his words: "How good would it be to give you the scabbard?" , so as not to stay in the belt now, draw a sword once for a belt, I am also poor."

The Sword Spirit's words in the Sea of ​​Consciousness could not be heard by the same sword as the Jiusu Sword, but it was also a bit joyful to listen to He Hu's unilateral quarrel. It came out of the sword body and stared at He Hu's ear, While asking Ying Yao: "Which one of them do you think can quarrel with the other?"

Ying Yao didn't want to offend Jian or make fun of his friend, so he refused to answer Jiusujian's question, pretending to concentrate on watching Zhuo Yuanshan cross the catastrophe.

The last three thunderbolts were immediately behind the sixth one, without any space between them, but they did not pose much threat to Zhuo Yuanshan, who had already realized the Tao. Lying down for a while, he barely turned over, jumped into the sea, and let out a long wolf howl facing the thunderclouds that were slowly dispersing and revealing sunlight.

Zhuo Yuanshan watched the thunder cloud dissipate, lowered his head and pawed on his right paw, his long whip fell off feebly with the mustard ring, crawled quite hard for a while, wrapped around the white wolf primordial spirit, and spat out a A coffin the size of a palm.

The coffin floated on the surface of the sea, and quickly grew to the size of a person. The white wolf stretched out his claws and pushed the lid of the coffin to open it, revealing his broken body lying in the coffin.

He stared deeply at his body for a while, then closed the lid of the coffin again and sealed it with two formulas, walked behind the coffin and pushed it to float towards Yingyao.

"I can hear what you guys said," Bai Lang looked at Ke Li with blue eyes, and lowered his head slightly to him, "I'll go with you."

Ke Li gave an indifferent "hmm", and the white wolf turned his head to Ying Yao who was in the concealment circle.

Ying Yao pressed He Hu and walked out of the magic circle, hesitated for a moment, knelt down on one knee and looked at the white wolf: "Although I don't mean it, but..."

Zhuo Yuanshan said: "There's no need, her time is numbered."

There is a black vertical pupil in Bailang's blue eyes, which makes him look stunning. He stares at Ying Yao, and there is no emotion in his eyes that has appeared in the past.

Ying Yao looked at him, and for a moment felt that he was looking at the world.

"I was born in the extreme west of the Xixue Mountains. When you walk to the end of the snow bear breeding road, you will see a sealed wooden house," said the white wolf. "Bury my body there, oh Yao, then we'll settle the matter?"

Ying Yao fell silent, and after a while, he softly replied, "Okay."